#i’m wearing a kids’ spider-man backpack from target bc i had just come back from a walk

[weareamarvel]

messy but glowing

[spoonfulofsexy]

Party Like A Stark

Peter Parker x Stark Reader

Part (4/6)

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Summary: Today is your 19th birthday, and you also happen to be Tony Stark’s loved daughter.  What’s a better way to celebrate this special day than a party?!  All the Avengers and family friends will be there, even your secret crush Spider-Man.  You’ve always wanted to meet the famous spiderling, but little did you know you already know him.  Your party will definitely be one to remember.

Warnings: just some sexual and awkward Peter

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AN: Hey guys! Hope you’re enjoying the fic! I’m trying to post everyday but with work coming up I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep that up the next two days! Ill try my best to write daily! Also I know I still have requests but I only really have time to write one thing, so I’m updating this fic bc it’s popular!  Once I get time I promise I write those requests out!! Thank you again for the notes on this story!!

You tried to speed walk as quietly as you could down the long hall of sleeping quarters.  You bit your lip trying to suppress the smile that came to your face every time you thought about the kiss with Peter.  

Your heart was racing as your shaking hand put in the PIN for your room.  A gasp escaped your lips when your eyes landed on your tired dad sitting on your bed.

“Dad?!”, you whisper shouted as you shut the door behind you.

He lifted his head at your voice since he didn’t hear you come in. “Oh pumpkin, there you are!”

“Dad”, you shook your head in your hand. “What are you doing in my room?”

Tony took a deep breath and sucked in his pride. “I wanted to apologize for embarrassing you in front of the team earlier.”

You looked at your father with sympathy, “Dad, it’s not a big deal.”

“I just don’t want my little girl getting hurt again”, he sighed.  Your body tensed at the memory of what happened in the past.  “I know you’re still upset about it !”

“Dad, of course, I’m still hurt, but I’ve moved on”, you walked over to him and sat on the bed.

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Peter couldn’t believe what just happened! Never in a million years would he have expected this to happen to him!  Although, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous about what will happen in your room.  He hasn’t had an experience with a girl yet and he began to worry about embarrassing himself in front of you.  Peter got lost in his thoughts for a few more minutes before he realized that he never got a signal from you.

He looked over the edge of the roof to see if he didn’t hear you open the window, but it was still closed.

“What could be taking her so long?”, he asked himself.  “Maybe I should check on her?” He threw his face into his hands, “No, stupid, what if she’s getting dressed and you invade her privacy.  Then she would never like you.”  Peter began to pace,” But what if she fell and hurt herself, or maybe what if there are bad guys in her room waiting for her!”  His eyebrows rose at the idea of you being ambushed. “Okay, just a look, but only to make sure she’s okay”, he told  himself.

Peter leaned all the way over the ledge and began to crawl down the building.  He took a deep breath before peeking his head only enough for his eyes to show.

He gasped when he saw you sitting there with your dad, “Mr.Stark!”  He placed both hands over his mouth, only to realize there was nothing there to hold him against the wall.  Peter let out a yelp as he dropped 20 feet to the ground.

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As you held your dad in a tight embrace your eyes fell onto your window. Then you see the familiar brown eyes emerge into the window frame. Suddenly, Peter just randomly falls past your window making you let out a laugh.

“What?”, Tony pulled out of your arms.

“Uh nothing, I think it’s just my tiredness kicking in”, the words nervously fumbled out of your mouth.

“Oh okay”, your dad said convinced.

You stood up and pulled your father up with you. “You know, I think we should both head off to bed”, you suggested for Peter’s sake. “We can talk about it tomorrow.”

“Okay, that sounds like a good idea actually”, Tony walked along as you dragged him.

You pushed him just a few more feet till he was out of the doorway.  You gave him a quick little smooch on the cheek, “Okay good night dad, thanks for another great birthday party.”

“You’re welcome, princess”, he slowly walked away.

After the door shut, you ran to the window and shouted at Peter who was groaning on the ground. “Peter!”, you shout whispered.

“(Y/N)!”, he said surprised.

“Are you okay”, you couldn’t help but laugh at the memory of him falling.

“Oh yeah, this is nothing”, he sighed as he pushed himself up.  

“Alright, here come up to my room so I can check you just to make sure you’re really okay”, you waved him up and pulled your head back into your room.  

Only a few seconds later Peter hopped into the room.  “Does your dad know anything?”, Peter asked nervously.

You turned your head confused by the question, but then you shook your head when you figured out he was talking about the two of you. “No, he just came to talk to me about something.”  You started poking Peter to see if he had any injuries.  When he laughed instead of groaned in pain, you concluded that he was fine. “Well looks like you’re all together, Spidey.”

“Oh thanks”, Peter breathed after the last tickle.

You distracted yourself with his hoodie and zipped it up a little more before nervously asking, “Do you think we should just save this for another time?”

“Uh”, Peter stammered. “Well, if you want to. It’s okay with me.”  Peter looked down at you to see what you really wanted.

You both made eye contact with each other, drawing your lips together once again.  You pulled away breathless and bit your lip. “I think we should wait.  We’re both tired anyway”, you finally admitted to yourself.

Peter gave you one last kiss before climbing out of the window and making his way to his room.  It was so difficult to sleep that night.  Your heart was always beating fast because you couldn’t stop thinking about Peter.  Eventually, you did drift off to sleep, but it only felt like you slept for a few hours before the sun shining into your room woke you up.

You groaned, still exhausted from all the festivities yesterday.  You tried your best to fall back asleep, but once you heard people talking, you decided to just get up.  

You put your hair up into a messy bun and decided to go out in what you slept in.  

The smell of coffee and bacon made you take a deep breath to take in all the nostalgic scent.  

“Good morning”, you said to Steve and Sam who were sipping on some coffee at the counter.

“Morning, kid”, they both said.  

You pulled your favorite mug out and made some tea. Your hand supported your head as you waited for your tea to steep, but when Peter awkwardly entered the room your head shot up.

Sam snickered and nudged Steve at your not so subtle reaction to Peter.

Peter felt so out of place walking into a room full of Avengers.  He didn’t know what to do with himself until you saved him.  God you looked so cute in your oversized tee and shorts.  How could any girl pull that off so early in the morning?!

“Hey-y (Y/N)”, he managed out.

You grabbed him and brought him over to the counter, “Morning! Would you like some tea or coffee?”

“No, thank you. I don’t drink coffee…. Or tea”, he took a seat at the counter across from the famous Captain America! He hasn’t seen him since the big fight in Berlin.  Peter could feel Sam shooting daggers into him with his stare. Peter awkwardly laughed as he shifted in his chair uncomfortably.

You noticed what was happening so you shooed Sam away. “Would you like some juice, maybe?”, you offered.

“Yes, thank you”, Peter said.

“Is orange juice, okay?”, you pulled the jug out.

“Yeah, that’s good!”

You poured Peter a glass and sipped on some tea next to Steve.

“Are you opening the presents later?”, Steve asked as he read the newspaper.  

“Yeah, once everyone eats some breakfast”, you answered back.

Your dad soon walked into the room rubbing his temples, clearly going through a hangover.  You grabbed his huge mug out, filled it with coffee, and guided him to a seat.

“Here, dad”, you pulled a chair out and placed his coffee onto the glass dining table.

“Thanks, princess”, he took a huge gulp of his drink, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Nat, Scott, and Wanda came out of the kitchen caring huge plates of food.  

“Hey, Peter want some food?”, you walked over to the counter to get your tea.

“Yeah”, he picked up his glass and took a seat across from you.  

Peter kept quiet at the table as everyone took part in the conversation.  You could tell Peter felt uncomfortable being here, and you couldn’t help but feel bad.  

“So Peter how has the crime been in the city since we left?”, you asked trying to get him engaged.

Peter almost choked on his drink as you asked a question targeted at him.  He cleared his throat and put his glass down. “Uh, well it’s been okay.  A lot of stuff has been happening in Hell’s Kitchen, but that’s being taken care of.”

“Oh nice”, you made an impressed face at everyone.

“And don’t you make your own web fluid?”, you asked trying to make everyone like him even more.

“Yupp, I mean yes I do”, Peter corrected himself.

Once you got him warmed up, everyone at the table was asking questions.  Like what was it like wearing a mask, or how does he move in tights, or how he managed to get his powers.  You felt the guilt lift from your shoulders when you saw him relax into his chair.

After breakfast Peter had to leave so you pulled him to the side.

“So thanks for coming to my party”, you smiled.

“It was no problem. It was fun”, he adjusted his backpack on his shoulder.

“So do you have like an instagram or snapchat or anyway I could, maybe talk to you after today?”, you nervously rubbed your arm.

“Yea-ah, here’s my phone if you want to put your number in it.”

You typed in your number and handed your phone to him. “Alright, I’ll text you then?”

“Yeah, I’d like that”, he smiled and you pulled him into one last hug.  

You left him there for your father to walk him out.

Tony came out and put an arm around Peter’s shoulders. “So did you enjoy the party?”, he asked.

“Yes, of course Mr.Stark”, Peter walked with him.

Tony gave him a pleased smile but lowered his sunglasses a little to get a good look at Peter. Peter tried to keep a calm composure as he saw Tony analyze him.  “Did you sleep, alright? You look a little tired?”

“No! I mean yes”, Peter mentally cursed at himself.  All he could think about was being on top of you and moving his lips against your soft, pink ones.  Peter tried to shake the memory out of his head.  “I slept like a baby”, Peter clearly lied.

Tony knew that he was lying, but he didn’t feel like getting into it. Happy pulled up with the car and Tony opened the door for Peter. He thanked Mr.Stark and took a seat in the leather seated car.

Tony leaned against the car and asked Peter, “So ready to join the Avengers yet?”

Peter thought for a second until he admitted, “Not quite, sir.”

“Well it was worth a shot”, Tony closed the door and patted the back of the car.  

As Peter was on his way home he got a text from "Coolest Person You Know”.

You: “So is it too early to text you yet?”

Peter: “No, perfect timing.”

Peter smiled at his phone as he saw the text bubbles pop up.

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